That Boy

Beyond the eyes of bittersweet. I saw a boy I'd like to meet. His eyes so blue, his hair so dark. On and on I could hark. But whats so true and whats so fair. I saw that girl standing right there. Such a disappointment, such a let down. Straight to the floor, head face down. A tap on my shoulder oh so gentle. There he was so coincidental. He asked of my troubles then for my hand. We walked and we talked as I said, "you'll never understand".

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